Standing all alone on buchanan street
The sun's burning down, burning holes in my feet
On the cobble stone, i am all alone
Then she comes along and she wants to know my name
I will play along with her little game
On the cobble stone, i am all alone
Sitting on the gra** by the river clyde
She's holding her guitar, playing by my side
We are along, we are skin and bone
Losing ourselves in the afternoon
I hate farewells when they come so soon
We are all alone, we are skin and bone
Oh my darling there's a train and it's coming
You better pack your bags before i start running away